These Sunday blues

  Earth and existence fenced by headboard and footboard Queenly yet contained she sprawls soft sheets carving grooves like sequoia lifelines A web her breast marked by sleep Printed Dampened cloth like quitting, manifest clings to her back in veiled despair A chrysalis Stuck between self care and self hate hips in horizontal sway with…

Mental Health Month

Dear humans who read this, Please care for yourselves this month (and always) ♥️ Remember that #selfcare doesn’t have to be yoga or meditation or hiking or reading or solitude or socializing or whatever you’ve had proscribed. Do what brings your brain peace and comfort. For me, this means minding my plants, writing poems, recording…

Friendless fear

Nobody likes me. And so a panic attack is drummed up from this insistent worry, enveloped in fear, that I have no friends. I make lists. These names of every person I consider a friend. Categorized in outlines, all my life’s connections stack like a tiered cake frosted in gaslit fear. With years of collegiate practice, my…

Build a fort of beauty

I beat anxiety by allowing myself to be surrounded by aesthetics. Speaking of which, how beautiful is my pinstripe calathea Daenerys? (Very!) Also shout out to Botanique (https://botaniqueworkshop.com) for my favorite coasters. I love a good coaster. I adore my vintage wooden Mickey Mouse poster. Build a fort of beautiful things. That is my advise…